In contrast to Quentin Tarantino’s hopelessly shitty Deathproof, Robert Rodrigeuz’s contribution to Grindhouse, Planet Terror, kicked more ass than Jean Claude. Where Deathproof featured hours of boring dialog between women, Planet Terror was ninety-five minutes of non-stop action.

Besides plenty of action, Planet Terror also included zombies, a prosthetic leg that doubles as a machine gun, bad acting by Quentin Tarantino, and multiple shots of Rose McGowan’s heaving bosom. The only thing missing from this film is a midget.

Planet Terror is recommended. We here at Propeller Skies highly recommend skipping the terrible companion piece Deathproof.